Life is a garrulous river glinting through wisps of cloud. A glimpse of life through cloud and I feel like a duck treading water, scattering sparkles on the water like van Gogh’s canvas of glowing stars. I swim against the tide of stars, drag my heavy body to a grassy bank and relish the respite of the bank. The aroma of wild garlic flourishes in the mud, a choppy foam of green through the mud, a fresh and verdant cloud and, glinting through the wisps of cloud, life is a garrulous river. Kim M. Russell, 27th April 2022
It’s 27th April and only three more days left of NaPoWriMo. I really enjoyed the prompt as I often write couplets and poems of fourteen lines. Today we are writing in a form called the ‘duplex’, a variation on the sonnet, developed by the poet Jericho Brown: it has fourteen lines organized into seven two-line stanzas. The second line of the first stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the second stanza, the second line of the second stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the third stanza, and so on. The last line of the poem is the same as the first. Seems tricky – good job I like a challenge.